As children we’re taught to share. As we mature the opportunity presents itself less, afterall most adults don’t share our friends, lovers, family or our toys per say, that’s why they are our families, our lovers, our homes, and our personal electronic devices. I don’t see families inter woven often, and one just has to go out to their local watering hole to see clicks of friends, “groups” “peeps”, I don’t see people loaning cars, lending their hands and skills to build, clean, renovate, I don’t see many people sharing their iPhones, iPads or Kindles (often multiple versions of the same thing are contained in even the smallest of households). I’m not sure why things change when we get older when it comes to sharing I just know it does.
In the spirit of childhood I’m going to bring back the art of sharing. If it seems weird at first, bear with me and give it a try yourself. Share your ideas. Share your money. Share your time. Share your talents. Share your friends. Share your possessions. Spread yourself thin, and see how fulfilled not only you will be, but others.
In this fast-paced me-oriented society we tend to overlook how valuable sharing is. We tend to stick to routines; keep with the same small group of friends; we don’t let others penetrate our piece of the pie. But what would happen if we stopped doing that? If we became free of expectation and didn’t take notice of all the stuff we consider ‘mine’.?
Would we find our friends all have more in common than we think? Would we find that sharing our wealths, sharing the things we love and hold dear leave us feeling empty and alone, or instead would it bring us great joy to see others in deep appreciation for what we’ve shared? Would we find our material items are merely just that-material? Would we find the iPhone a distraction rather than a tool? Would we find that giving and sharing opens us to being used by others, or instead opens us to generosity absent the expectation of thanks or appreciation? With Easter upon us I am reminded that with great sacrifice comes renewed birth. With Spring in the near distance I’m reminded of that rebirth, and the way in which our world renews itself so beautifully and so naturally. There is a reason for every season. Change is inevitable and renewing. Old patterns of thinking may not be good ways of thinking. Nothing belongs to us. We only exist in our own spirit, the rest is disposable.
So as you read this, for those who do, make yourself a more giving person, share the bounty that you’ve been blessed with. Hold people a little longer and a whole lot tighter; caress those in pain, for your touch penetrates deeper than their muscles; open your wallet when you can; take that trip you’ve been needing to spend time with those endeared to your heart; donate the possessions you really don’t need and begin to accumulate the things that really matter.
It’s with shame that I haven’t always followed this path, I’ve had occasion to be jealous and selfish. I am but human, imperfect. I am caused to remember that we are all different, and I share myself in a manner different from others. There is no right or wrong. Rather, I welcome the differences and embrace what and how others share. It’s a beautiful thing when one human can open theirselves, their body; their heart; their home and the things that encompass their existence and truly share them with each other in the purest of forms. Not just with our moms and dads, brothers and sisters, husbands and wives, but expanded outward to all. For you may find, the recipient needs it far more than you ever imagined! So touch the world and let the world touch you. There’s not one thing that’s sacred, it’s all sacred. Just as one person’s junk is another’s treasure. Everything you give and receive is a treasure to someone, helping them through a day, a night, a hard time or a lifetime. Give. Share. Take. Embrace. It’s wonderful to be touched and to touch others, so go out and surprise someone unexpectedly today and give!! Peace.